Sun Qing and Wang Xiangwen went out one after another, Sun Qing neatly did business in the bank, and then went to the street for a walk.

It has only been more than a month and has not come out, and it feels like it hasn't come out for several years, and there have been great changes outside.

After receiving a bunch of warm greetings from the neighbors, Sun Qing began to walk back.

As soon as he walked to the corner, he met Brother Song Lai.

Song Laidi was wrapped in a dusty scarf on his head, his shoulders were shrunk, and he hid in the corner of the wall, as if he had no face to see people.

She originally planned to finish her work in the past, but who expected that Brother Song would call her.

"Sun Qing, I have something to look for you!"

Sun sneered, you have something to do, I have to stop? Why do I listen to you like that?

"Sun Qing, you wait, I really have something to do......"

Brother Song swooped a few steps and ran to Sun Qing to stop the electric motorcycle.

Sun Qing hurried to the emergency brake, Lao Si, the road rage couldn't help but attack, and sprayed directly: "You don't want to die, if my brake doesn't work, I will run over you directly!" ”

Brother Song said directly as if he automatically ignored Sun Qing's angry roar, "Let me ask you, how do you have a child?" ”

Sun Qing's eyes immediately widened.

Good guy, can you just let you know about such a question?

At this time, people are conservative, and they have a tiger~ No, they are domineering!

Probably because Sun Qing's eyes were too straightforward, Song Laidi reacted in hindsight, and the problem was a little wrong.

She asked again: "It's because I haven't had children with our old Liu for a long time, so I ask you." ”

Sun Qing looked at her speechlessly, and didn't want to go around the bend with her, so he said directly: "You didn't listen to what Dr. Song told you, did you?" ”

Brother Song Lai's eyes instantly widened, and he stared at Sun Qing directly.

Sun Qing directly rolled his eyes to show her, and said in a sharp tone: "I know what you want to say, you must be scolding me in your heart for eavesdropping on you talking to my master?" ”

Although Song Laidi didn't say it, that fierce look in his eyes was what it meant.

Sun Qing ignored it directly, sighed and said: "I also see that you are pitiful, I don't want you to toss yourself anymore, and I don't want to see you beaten again!" ”

As soon as Brother Song heard Sun Qing say this, he immediately touched his face nervously, and when he touched the scarf still on it, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes glared at Sun Qing again.

It took a long time to hold back a sentence, and said: "Our old Liu said, he hasn't done it!" ”

Even if Song Laidi didn't say those two words, she knew what she was talking about.

Sun Qing immediately scolded back: "He said you would believe it?" ”

Brother Song Lai's brain immediately became muddy again, and he directly choked Sun Qing: "I don't believe him, I still believe you!" ”

One sentence wiped out Sun Qing's sympathy.

She has only one word for this kind of person.

"Bye-bye~"

Twist the throttle to the end and go straight to the end!

Isn't it fragrant to go home and see the baby coming?

……

Wang Tielan had just put the child to sleep, and had been tilting her head in the house to look out: "What's going on, haven't you come back?" ”

Talking about Sun Qing, he entered the door.

Wang Tielan didn't even have time to say hello to her daughter, so she grabbed the soles of her shoes and went out like a rush.

Sun Qing was speechless and put the electric motorcycle up, and muttered: "I don't know, I still think you are in prison?" ”

…

The baby is really well-behaved, and he looks good, with big eyes like grapes, and when the eyes are closed, the long eyelashes are like a small fan. The body is also like glutinous rice dumplings, white and glowing, making everyone who sees it want to hold it into their arms and hurt.

Holding the heart of kneading the dumplings, Sun Qing went to call Zhu Zhengyang.

Recently, he handed over the decoration shop to the clerk, and he concentrated on reloading the goods on his own.

(End of chapter)